Crawl inside it 

Become the sickness 

Drink it 

Elevate the threshold 

Destroy the mind 

And you suffocate 

You learn to hate yourself 

And take on the blame 

As it burns 

(Sweeping the ghosts away) 

(But they keep coming back) 

And it burns 

(The sky is turning red) 

It burns 

(We're right at the end) 

And it's all dead quiet at the centre of the pain 

Tighten the noose 

Ascend the scaffold 

And give in 

Assume the position 

Bow down your head 

A ritual to purify 

Undo what is 

Absolve 

Everlasting the torture 

And it's all dead quiet at the centre of the pain